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The parasitic bell is ringing,

My coins are ringing in my head,

Shamelessly causing damage

And I am in dreams, and dreams are in me

I hear the ringing every day, not knowing where it is

What the hell is a taxi? Enough for a token.

My mansion is a hole, but the concrete of the walls breathes,

It's time for me to get some money.

Where are you my million?

I hear the ringing every day, not knowing where it is

What the hell is a taxi? Enough for a token.

My mansion is a hole, but the concrete of the walls breathes,

It's time for me to get some money.

Yeah, of course... Those are a couple of bolts.

This is a beard, while away, a charge like this, in the ranks, according to texts, for boarding, cities on show-offs, nowhere without a salary,

Over the years, there are patches on my knees, yes, yes

This is the way a beard should be, so Pushkin has nothing to shave his sideburns with

Who earns what, who hands until sunset

Some with a cockade, some like Ada

On the heels of Smokey, the hobbit, Nikes shine,

You look at my sneakers like Dunno,

What the hell is this, the cap smells like dust,

There is a garage, it’s empty, where is my cabbage?

Blah! I hear the ringing, I feel the crunch

Blah! I hide my sadness under the hood

All we have to do is drool over the shop windows,

No matter how long the right tail is

Is there no money in Russian rap? Who would argue.

I'm naive, yes, but I haven't been looking forward to weather by the sea for a long time

This is not an end in itself, as it were, but interest does not accrue,

While hustlers poop verses from their mouths

Every day I watch this procession on the monitor,

It's tiring, like students complaining about the session

Not Fahrenheit, damn it, but like everyone else I live in Celsius

Shoot with blanks without a hit, no matter how much you aim

You sold your rap to buy something worthwhile

Respect or respect, choose your disgrace

This is still relevant, everything flows.

What do you need? How much? Oh shit! It's clear.

How so? Ten years at the microphone

As if from bell to bell the groaner was pushing his speech, his stash was thin, he was slightly puzzled, you know - this is not the main thing.

I have my own treasure at the bottom.

Can I have the same red Vertu?

So that I don't live in vain, so that I don't live in vain

So that my shirt becomes satin

The girls were passionate and the caviar was red

Covered up my eyes, I can’t see black

Mountain resorts, they are disgraceful

Alupka with whores and on the radio

They took it into rotation, everything I give

But I’ll give it, I’ll give it to jazz there,

That this radio will be closed immediately for fuck's sake

So tell it to your stars and stars

That they are in the center, and that we are what is at the edges

The parasitic ringing is ringing, my coins are ringing around the edges in my head

It rings godlessly causing damage, I ring in my dreams and the dreams in me

The parasitic ringing is ringing, my coins are ringing in my head,

It rings godlessly causing damage, I ring in my dreams and the dreams in me